Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1015: Chapter 709: Martial Arts Brooks No Humiliation!

Looking at it this way, the Spiritual Spring Space seems more like a shortcut.

Actually, it is not.

The resources produced by the Spiritual Spring Space can cultivate a large number of Innate Martial Artists, but the time it takes is not one or two years, but twenty or thirty years.

Even if one lives in the Spiritual Spring Space from a young age, drinking Spiritual Spring Water every day, and eating grains watered by Spiritual Spring Water, it still takes at least twenty years of persistent cultivation to become an Innate Martial Artist.

The Divine Sun Sect’s Spirit Continuation Blood Refining Skill is different; as long as there is enough Martial Artist blood, a Postnatal Martial Artist can become an Innate Martial Artist within a few years.

There are many flaws in cultivating the Spirit Continuation Blood Refining Skill, while there are virtually no flaws in cultivating by drinking Spiritual Spring Water.

The most heaven-defying effect of Spiritual Spring Water is not enhancing cultivation or speed, but that it gives everyone a chance to become an Innate Martial Artist.

As long as one is willing to work hard and persist, and is not hopelessly stupid, there is a chance to become an Innate Martial Artist.

The Yang family guards who cultivated to the Innate Realm all trained diligently for thirty to forty years, reaching the Innate Realm at nearly sixty years old.

They are not to be compared to the Divine Sun Sect followers who barely reached the Innate Realm by taking shortcuts.

Today’s An Yuxing is very different from before; he no longer carries the wine gourd that was never far from him, but instead holds two three-foot-long Golden Gourd Hammers.

An Yuxing is also of military origin; he was once a seasoned and battle-hardened General.

Although now he gives the impression of a scruffy drunkard, he was once an undefeated General who charged ferociously on the battlefield.

”Lin Fuan, hehe~~ I never imagined a nobody like you could hide so well!” An Yuxing said with a chuckle.

The battlefield was noisy, but his voice was still clearly heard by Lin Fuan.

Before Chen Hengchang raised his army, Lin Fuan, the Sect Hierarch of the Divine Sun Sect, was an inconspicuous Loose Cultivator, although he had Innate Realm cultivation, he rarely attracted attention.

If not for meeting him, many Innate Martial Artists would overlook his existence.

An Yuxing didn’t know Lin Fuan before either, but now Lin Fuan’s name has spread throughout the Da’an New Dynasty.

Lin Fuan’s eyes swept over An Yuxing and Zhou Tianci with a sinister gaze.

He could disregard everyone else, but he could not ignore An Yuxing and Zhou Tianci.

No need to say much about An Yuxing, he has been famous for a long time, renowned throughout the world.

Although Zhou Tianci’s reputation is not well-known due to his travels, he was a prominent figure in Da Rong.

In many people’s eyes, Zhou Tianci is like an old relic.

An ancient memory that needs to be unearthed over time.

At this moment, only An Yuxing, Zhou Tianci, Liang Shengze, Lv Hua, Yu Tonghai, Yang Mingwu, and Ding Qiu stood before Lin Fuan.

Li Chang and Wang Lei stayed in the Capital City, while the twenty guards brought by Ding Qiu protected Yang Chengye.

”Enough talk, today either you die, or I die without a grave!”

Lin Fuan raised the long knife in his hand, pointing directly at An Yuxing.

For Chen Hengchang, today was the culmination of decades of forbearance.

But for Lin Fuan, today was a chance he had waited for a century.

He yearned for victory more than Chen Hengchang because he had no next time.

Either let the Divine Sun Sect see the light of day again, standing high above the court, or die gloriously in battle; Lin Fuan had no other choice.

An Yuxing revealed a mocking smile, ”Then I’ll make sure you die without a grave!”

An Yuxing’s arrogance was not baseless, he had the confidence to be arrogant.

In today’s Da’an New Dynasty, besides Yang Zhenshan and Yu Qingyi, An Yuxing’s strength ranks among the top three.

Xuanzhen Taoist, An Yuxing, Zhou Tianci, these three should be the first-tier Innate warriors.

Compared to them, Lin Fuan’s strength was still an unknown.

As his words fell, An Yuxing’s figure suddenly shot out, his Golden Gourd Hammers spinning, one water sphere after another condensed on the hammers, and in an instant, the Golden Gourd Hammers turned into a pair of tiger heads.

”If a tiger doesn’t roar, do they really think I’m just a drunkard?”